SC-S29/W6 – Nostalgia Of The Little Me: A Childhood Story That Taught You Something
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She was always shouting during class. She had it in for me and would say hurtful things to me, as if she hated me. You can imagine how she graded me. Of course, like any girl, she made me feel horrible.
I remember one time when my mum didn't have enough money to buy all the materials she had asked for for a class project. She said a lot of things to me, like, 'You're poor, I'm the teacher, and I'm going to fail you in this subject,' among other things.
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I was 10 years old when my teacher asked for materials to make a mosaic in class: white glue, magazines, drawing pads, among other things. My mum didn't have enough money to buy the glue, so I told her I didn't want to go to school because I knew the teacher was going to tell me off.
My mum forced me to go to school that day. As expected, she told me all sorts of things, that I was poor, that I would never amount to anything in life, that she would see me as a cleaner, etc.
To begin with, I had already lost confidence in that teacher and I didn't feel safe at that moment. I felt ashamed, I wanted to disappear, I didn't want to face my classmates.
I felt helpless and very frustrated, a child humiliated by an adult without being able to defend myself because if I did, things would get worse, especially fear, anxiety, and a mental block where nothing went right for me. I was also very angry with that teacher and hated her for years.
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Of course, I told my mother what had been happening to me for years. I kept that resentment in my heart, but my mother, who is a very devout Christian, told me many stories from the Bible to strengthen my confidence, especially that of David and Goliath. She told me that David was afraid, but he defeated the giant.
Over the years, I came to understand that no one learns under threat. Humiliation is the main enemy of learning. What hurt me most was not the teacher's shouting and humiliation, but the laughter and bullying of my classmates. That's why I teach my children not to make fun of their classmates. What you say to another person can destroy them internally. It is a scar that remains engraved on the soul and is very difficult to heal. As my mother says, only God can restore and perform miracles, and of course I strive to ensure that my children never lack anything and are not humiliated for not having school supplies.
With maturity and the passing of the years, I am against bullying and do not accept it under any circumstances. It is one thing to joke around and quite another to bully. All that experience I had in my childhood makes me understand that everything that happens to us in life happens for a reason. Perhaps the teacher was going through a personal situation that led her to act that way. She took out all her frustration on the students. I do not justify or accept it, but I can understand it.
I learned many lessons during that period that currently influence my behaviour towards other people in some way. It helped shape my character and taught me what not to do because teaching is not about subjugating others, so I applied this to my life and taught it to my children.
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Gracias 🫂
Amiga, gracias por la invitación, la nostalgia siempre nos visita en algún momento.
Abrazos.
Greetings,
Thank you so much for participating in the contest.
You have written about a painful childhood experience . The emotions and self-reflection are clearly expressed throughout your story.
You showed how hurtful it can be for a child to face humiliation and harsh behavior from a teacher. The feeling of losing confidence was clearly described.
Your realization that education should be based on kindness and respect, not humiliation, is very valuable. It is also admirable that you stand firmly against bullying and teach your children good values.
Gracias por la verificación, fue un placer participar aunque se que los resultados no dependen del desempeño.
Bendiciones éxitos 🫂